Neverwinter Forest Clean & Jerk

Yesssss! Love me some crossfit. You have no idea how close this thread title was to being "Death by Burpees"

The pack was following him. Okay. Not the pack, but someone that smelled a heck of a lot like it. Okay fine. Also not following him, but getting close. His head lifted, ears rising as he tipped his nose skyward to get a better whiff of the air. He had a moment to curse the fact that he was in a forest and that the wind was not nearly strong enough to push or pull too much in either direction. Nevertheless, he knew he was not alone. Now it was just a matter of determining whether or not his curiosity would get the best of him. 

Oh the hell with it. He was gonna take a look. 

His course turned, altering his path to run parallel with the wolf in the distance. He wandered through the trees, watching the shadow of a wolf as she roamed the land. They moved in tandem for a while, before he broke the paces, deciding to be forward as opposed to a lingering nuisance. There were no secrets here. He had the distinct feeling she also knew he was around. Better to make it a mutual proximity than assuming they linger in the same area without eventually pissing the other one's patience off. 

"You." His voice broke through the otherwise still air. "Me." His golden gaze turned towards her as he paused a comfortable distance from the she-wolf. He took a single step forwards and stopped again. "Interested?" He quirked a wolven brow and waited.